How was the date
ÆMNE22A!C
? I didn't see a thread about you getting any splash damage.
Well. It's a long story. Such so that I voice messaged
Con_Z_ǝdʇ
to tell it all.
Preface: I have autisme and PTTS but due to my meds their symptoms are quite subdued. But still there.
Long story long.
She wanted me badly to come over that same night and she would play for the uber.
I get there.
She wanted beer and smokes. Tried to order via apps. Didn't work. It's about past midnight now. She's like there a 24/7 store around the corner of my street. So i say well if it's that close by I'll go and get some stuff. She gave me me her card and pin number. I go out, don't see shit and suddenly I'm lost. My phone, ofcourse, died at that moment. Totally disoriented and it was a semi posh neighborhood with long streets. And all the buildings looked the fucking same (rieveren buurt) So yeah.
To make it short (lie) I walked around for 6 hours non stop until i found her house. Feeling beyond relieved i push the buzzer. No response. Afterwards she said she waited for three hours and did manage to order beer. So she was in a beer coma. Relief turned into severe frustration. Just around the corner of her street were tram "stations" as it were. So yeah i walked over to one and the first one towards the Amsterdam Central Train Station would arrive in... a hour.. yay.. 5:55 in the morning. So i walked back buzzed again. Same result ie none. So back to the tram "station" and well.. wait.
After a couple minutes trams with a 'no service' sign would come pass by, all going the same direction. After the third i decided to walk to the next "station" and repeated that till i had to wait like 30 min. Well at last the tram i needed came and on I went. Fell asleep i guess because I suddenly heard someone say wake up while clapping his hands lmao. I made it and only had to wait 20 min for my train ride home. Arrived at 7:30 at home, took a shit, smoked a cigarette called in sick and passed out.
I calculated how many km I've must've walked between 55 and 60 semi non-stop.
Decided to cancel our initial date which should've taken place last Thursday.
Don't think I'll pursue further contact. I'm on a personal path and my gut tells me she's not the person to be involved with. For many reasons.
So. A night of sex turned into one of the worst night's of my life in context of my mental issues.
Fun fact #1 I've tried to approach three girls on a bike for directions that looked as if i was out and about on a rape search ffs.
Fun fact #2 That morning was leg day.
TLDR: IT SUCKED